Before dawn, the palace was in chaos.

The emperor was assassinated in the bedroom. Yu Dazhong was unable to protect his master and his arm was deposed by the assassin.

The emperor was seriously injured and bedridden. All the imperial physicians with excellent medical skills in the Imperial Hospital rushed to Yonghe Palace as soon as possible, but were helpless about the emperor's injuries.

The Empress Dowager rushed over and was shocked and questioned all the guards on duty. However, no one could tell what happened at night. The Empress Dowager was furious and directly ordered the disposal of all the guards on duty outside Yonghe Palace.

Chief Yu was unconscious on the jade steps of the palace gate. When he was awakened by the noisy sound, a ghostly figure flashed in front of his eyes, as fast as a strange speed, and as calm as a look that made people feel cold...

He couldn't help feeling creepy, and a fine cold sweat broke out on his body. When he stood up with difficulty, a severe pain that could not be ignored came from his right arm.

Yu Chenghai was shocked. As a master, even if he had no imperial physician to take the pulse, he could vaguely feel that the meridians on his right arm had been destroyed.

And because of excessive blood loss, his face was as pale as a ghost.

"Yu Chenghai." When the Empress Dowager woke up, she asked sternly, "What happened? How could the emperor be assassinated in his bedroom? Aren't your martial arts very high? How could the assassin succeed so easily?!"

Yu Chenghai had never been questioned so impolitely. He was angry at the moment. However, the emperor was assassinated and the matter was very serious. If he couldn't do it, all of them would have to be buried with him.

So, he had to respond respectfully and fearfully: "The emperor is a little tired, and the servant wants to serve the emperor to bed. However, as soon as he returned to the bedroom, he felt sore and weak in his body—"

"Sothes and weak?" The Empress Dowager was surprised and asked furiously, "Is the emperor's bedroom medicine been drugged? The emperor's bedroom is so strict that it is drugged so easily?"

"I don't know about the slave, and I need to investigate thoroughly at this time." Yu Chenghai lowered his head, his pale and haggard face and his panic attitude made his words more credible. "The assassin flew in from outside, and his moves were sharp and he wanted to kill the emperor. The slave had a few moves with him, and he could still deal with it at first, but later he was out of control and soon fell into a coma, and he was confused about the human affairs."

"It's so bold! It's outrageous!" After saying sternly, Empress Dowager Qin suddenly turned around, dragged her long phoenix robe into the inner hall, and looked at the emperor lying on the dragon bed, with a pale face. Such a big noise outside could not make him wake up, and he couldn't help but feel more anxious, "How is the emperor? Ah! The emperor keeps your Imperial Hospital, not letting you come here to daze! Find a way to treat you! You waste!"

Although I have many disputes with the emperor in normal times, it is my own son after all. If something really happens, the mother will naturally worry.

Besides, her glory is all about the emperor. If something happened to the emperor and the crown prince has not been established, the court will definitely fall into chaos in fighting for power. None of the princes below is a good deal. Can she, the empress dowager, calm the overall situation?

Empress Dowager Qin was so anxious that she couldn't believe that such a thing would actually happen in front of her.
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